LOGINI wiped my forehead with my back of my hand, huffing in exhaustion. "Was that the last box?" I yelled to my sister, hoping my voice would reach her outside the dorm."No," came her muffled reply, only for her to walk into the room the next second, carrying a box that reached well over her head. I quickly went over and grabbed one side of it, and we slowly let it down on the tiled floor. "That was the last box," she sighed triumphantly, just as glad to be done with the moving as I was.I picked up the half empty water bottle and handed it over to her as we both jumped onto my tiny bed. The room was almost suffocatingly small with all my stuff in it, and I didn't even have a roommate yet. I'd have to live here for the next four years, a 5 hour flight away from my home. My stomach dropped in nervousness and excitement, I couldn't tell one emotion from the other. It was getting too real all of a sudden."Hey, did you text Da
Little drops of water slid down the side of my mocha frappé, coating the plastic cup. I slowly ran a finger along the rim, lost deep in my thoughts, when a voice called out to me."Margaret?"I looked up at the boy with blond hair, that was gently tussled by the late winter winds outside. His cheeks were slightly flushed from the cold, and he pulled down the long scarf that covered part of his face. I recognized him instantly."Oh hi, you must be Tylor."He nodded in confirmation, quickly taking the seat opposite from me. "I'm so sorry I'm late, I didn't expect the traffic to be this bad," he smiled sheepishly, his blue eyes crinkling at the edges. You could tell he smiled a lot, the lines on his face went a lot deeper than mine.I smiled back politely, "I hope you don't mind that I ordered a drink. The waitress wouldn't leave me alone.""Right, that m